Faded Shadow Novels & Stories

Neither kind nor cruel. Simply old. Unimaginably old. We remember. The universe trembled. The shadow moved closer. Reality groaned. Entire dimensions bent beneath its presence. Nova felt her knees weaken. Because the voice carried something terrifying. Not hatred. Not rage. Not malice. Grief. Pure grief. The shadow continued speaking. We remember every ending. The stars dimmed further. The Dream Archive flickered. The Forgotten lowered their heads. As though recognizing the voice. The shadow expanded.

“Goddess. I feel so bad for you. I never knew you would come here in the middle of nowhere to gloat and be pathetic. The Shadow I knew never gave up on her family and friends. She never gave up on the people she loved. In fact, she would move mountains for him. Remember what you told me? That you’d rather give up everything but Califf.” I clenched my jaw hard when my chin trembled. My eyes instantly welled with tears. “The Shadow you once knew is gone, Zarah. Don’t get your hopes up that you will still get her back.” I stood up and walked towards the door. I went out and slammed it behind me.

the shadow replied " My name is Colton and I have been assigned as your second in command. I have been looking after you since you were a baby but I was ordered by the late king and Queen. I mean your birth parents. They ordered me not to show myself to you or anyone until you turn eighteen or are close to turn eighteen. All the shadows that you saw today are from your hidden Kingdom that your parent hid to keep us protected from the enemy. They used every last of their powers to protect us the died after that but made me promise to always look after yourself from hiding. You turned eighteen today which is why all the shadows decided to appear but you got scared and fainted. They didn't mean

I clear my voice and took a deep breath as I mentally prepare myself to read this monstrosity. ’I love you. I know for a fact that I will never be able to understand why you question how much I do... But you have given me something I’ve never had. And that’s my shadow. Love isn’t selfless, sweet, or innocent. Love is dark, selfish, and passionate. And I wouldn’t have known what love genuinely was without you. Love is a dangerous drug with intoxicating feelings as side effects. You may think being my shadow is terrible, but what is light without its darkness? What’s a life without the inevitable death? You must realize how much you mean to me, right? I even made this sappy speech for you. But

Keagan waved his hand over it and a new option appeared; Artifacts. The menu dropped down, revealing a new entry into his arsenal. It revealed an artifact—a shard from the broken mask of the defeated villain. The system's voice continued "This artifact grants you the power of shadow manipulation, a skill once possessed by your formidable adversary. By activating the shard, you can tap into this extraordinary ability for a limited time." Keagan's eyes widened as he grasped the significance of the artifact. The power of shadow manipulation, at his disposal. It was a chance to harness the very essence of his defeated foe. A surge of excitement coursed through his veins as he contemplated the po

The sun had long set, casting an eerie glow upon the desolate landscape of the Shadowrealm. Jaxon and his allies, their resolve unyielding, pressed on through the unforgiving darkness. The whispers of the shadows echoed with a sense of urgency, guiding them toward the Forbidden Nexus the place where their shattered bond would be put to the ultimate test. With each step, the air crackled with anticipation. Jaxon's heart pounded in his chest, and his senses heightened. He could feel the presence of the Forbidden Nexus drawing closer, its power calling out to him a twisted amalgamation of despair and longing.

My eyes became distant as I stared outside for a moment. The rain kept on pouring and fogged up the window glass. It showed no sign of stopping, which made the air chilly. The rainwater flooded the minor road, so when the black car passed by, the water just splashed out to the bald man walking on the sidewalk. He had no umbrella and was only using his thick coat to face the rain. He lost the chance to dodge. The rainwater soaked his whole clothes, stunning him where he stood. Before the car disappeared from his sight as it drove away, he cursed at it, raising his middle finger.

Hello everyone :)... I want to kindly apologise for delayed update. I was supposed to update in every 2 days but something came up so I am uploading today... Sorry💛💙 ★———————————————★ Sam's POV* It is so cold here? Where I am? I feel I am drowning deep…. I can’t see anything. It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed…

Their hands gripped weapons with dark, poisoned blades—the same deadly poison that had hurt my dad! That poison could take down a werewolf, eating away at every vein and nerve, making them weaker and weaker until... It was the worst way I could think of to go. Things happened so fast. They aimed for my weak spots, and no matter how hard I had trained in the past, I could not take on so many opponents at once. "Thorne!" I yelled, my voice almost breaking. He whipped his head around and started to come over, but Isolde clung to him.

Finally fading. "This ain't done," she hushed. "Ya think dropping me shifts stuff? Ya think my end kills the risk? I ain't the first to chase this. Won't be last. Others come. Others nail where I flopped. And when they do, ya'll wish ya dropped today. Wish ya never existed." Then eyes shut. Breaths quit. Heart stopped. Lila Shadowvale was gone. For real gone. No games. No backups. No return. Just out.